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In a trance, Ning Yi's eyelashes seemed to tremble.

This tremor was extremely subtle, it seemed to really happen, and it seemed to be just Feng Zhiwei's hallucination, her fingers shook again, and the internal force that was about to gush out, Huo Di took it back.

When he looked down again, Ning Yi was still in a deep coma.

The north wind blew the curtain violently, splitting his head and covering his face into a large piece of snow, Feng Zhiwei did not move or avoid, let alone try to shield Ning Yi from the wind and snow, and let those snowflakes fall on his and Ning Yi's faces.

When the snowflakes meet the hot water, the cool bones flow down the cheeks like tears.

Feng Zhiwei didn't wipe it, just stared at Ning Yi, hoping that he would be awakened by the snow water, so that he wouldn't have to face difficult choices again and again.

However, except for the fluttering of his eyelashes before, Ning Yi still didn't make any movement, and even the cold snowflakes falling on his face couldn't wake him up.

Feng Zhiwei frowned as he looked at the barely melted snowflakes on his face.

Ning Yi's old scar, she had seen it, a very hideous wound, she didn't know anything at the time, and later sorted out her mother's relics, and knew everything that happened to the last **** of the Blood Floating Massacre, in which the seven-year-old child, with the scheming and handwriting that is difficult for adults, changed the emperor's heir, ambushed the tree hole, waited for the rabbit, and almost forced the adoptive father and himself to death, and finally if the adoptive father hadn't injured him with the corpse of the three tigers, pretending to jump off the cliff, maybe he would have been gone.

Who is that seven-year-old child, the adoptive father only told his mother that he is a prince, and he doesn't know who it is.

She knows.

Ning Yi is seven years older than her.

Ning Yi before the age of seven, the name of a prodigy shocked the world.

After the age of seven, Ning Yi was almost alive after a serious illness, and then his brilliance was lost.

After the thirteenth year of Changxi's snow, when she returned to bury her mother and younger brother, and found some of her mother's already buried wills in the underground of the small courtyard, she already knew everything when she recalled the scar she saw in the abandoned palace.

He was her enemy, from the beginning.

He didn't have the two lives of his mother and his younger brother, and he also had his adoptive father and her old debts.

Such an old thing and such a situation, when I think of it, it is awe-inspiring, how dare I abandon a heart, how can I leave a heart?

However, that piece of heart, which is forced to become cold and hard day by day, wants to be the diamond glazed stone and can't cut it, after all, it can't stand the time and slowly bake, giving birth to cracks all over the body that only he knows.

There are some things that are far from what you want to do and what you can do.

I made a decision in my life, and I was embarrassed by only one thing, and it was painful.

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The person on his knees was so cold that there was no heat, Feng Zhiwei didn't know how the explosion caused the cold poison old injury, but from his previous tone, it was probably the hands and feet of the brothers, and Xin Ziyan saved him at his most difficult moment.

At this moment, his cold and old wounds were triggered, and it was just when the weather was turning cold, and it was snowing heavily, and he did not have to kill him with his own hands, as long as he threw him in this carriage, opened the window, and drove the car in a place where it was not easy to find, he would not be able to save his life.

Feng Zhiwei pondered for a long time, and his fingers gently brushed his face, brushing away those snowflakes.

Then she stood up, gently put Ning Yi on the carriage, and got out of the carriage herself.

She was in the snow, looking at the vast roads and roads, tightened the white big coat, and left.

The wind and snow were vast, and in the blink of an eye, her figure was hidden, and the carriage was silent in the snow.

……

After a while, a vague figure gradually appeared in the heavy snow, approaching the carriage, Xiaobai raised his head to look, and hissed happily.

The person who came put his finger to his lips and said "shhhhh

The silver fox fur on the white coat swept the man's cheeks, the yellow face lowered his eyebrows, he looked like a wist, there were a few abrasions on his face, and only a pair of autumn water eyes, revealing soft firmness.

It's still Feng Zhiwei.

She climbed into the carriage, Ning Yi hadn't woken up yet, Feng Zhiwei took out a few purple-red plant rhizomes from her arms.

She has a hot physique, and in addition to the Jinchuang medicine on her body, it is a cold medicine, which cannot be used for Ning Yi, so she has to go up the mountain to pick up some available medicines, she remembers that Zong Chen mentioned that there is a kind of medicine with red leaves and purple roots in the mountains in Longbei and other places, which is warm and has great benefits for cold. She walked around the mountains for a long time before she found a few in the crevices of the cliffs.

Feng Zhiwei looked down at his boots, stained with slush, the well-textured leather boots cracked the opening, stained with a long mud mark,—— when he went down the cliff to take medicine just now, the snow was slippery, there was nowhere to climb to borrow strength, the soles of the leather boots were stained with ice and snow, and his feet slipped and he almost fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, she reacted to a change of gear, and after falling a foot, she saw a protruding mountain rock, and quickly reached out to grab it, which saved a disaster.

Bandaging the palm of her hand simply, she had a hard time holding the medicine again, Ning Yi was unconscious, unable to swallow, and could not just stuff it into her mouth, but it was possible to infarct him.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Zhiwei's face flushed with a faint flush, and then he helplessly chewed the rhizome in his mouth, leaned over, gently pried open his teeth, fed the juice into his mouth, and slapped it on his chest.

Ning Yi made a slight sound in his throat, and there was a swallowing reaction, after he swallowed the drug, he seemed to regain some consciousness, and subconsciously closed his lips, and Feng Zhiwei's lips were greasy together.

Feng Zhiwei thought he was awake, so he quickly got up, his lips wiped his lips, both of them trembled, Feng Zhiwei's face flushed slightly, and then his face turned pale.

Ning Yi, who was asleep, moved, and then Feng Zhi felt a slight pain in his palm, and the bandaged palm was already in his hand at some point.

Feng Zhi frowned slightly, wanting to break free of his hand, Ning Yi obviously didn't wake up, but he subconsciously grabbed it, Feng Zhi raised his foot slightly, and for a moment he wanted to kick out, but his foot fell in the air but finally stopped, slowly put it down for a while, sighed, squatted down, turned his arm, and moved Ning Yi to his back.

The carriage had just been broken, and it was windy on all sides, and it was also a sin to stay here, and just now on the way to find medicine, she saw a cave where a hunter lived not far away, so it was better to take him there to take shelter from the wind.

She covered Ning Yi with the big snow and carried him all the way up the mountain, which looked like a huge moving snow mass from a distance in the wind and snow.

Halfway up the mountain, I arrived at the cave, which was so high that it seemed to be often inhabited, with hay on the ground, animal skins on the walls, and even half a pot of wine hanging on it.

Feng Zhiwei placed Ning Yi on the grass bunk, lit a fire, and covered Ning Yi with a big coat, Ning Yi always held her hand tightly, and she did not hesitate to take his hand away.

The firelight reflected Ning Yi's face, and he looked better.

Feng Zhiwei took off the wine on the wall and smelled it, the wine of the mountain hunter was naturally poor, but it was strong, she worked hard in the middle of the night, smelling the wine and couldn't help but be hungry, but when she looked back at Ning Yi, she couldn't help but hold back.

Then she took the wine back to the straw shop, covered Ning Yi tightly with a big pinch and animal skin, half knelt in front of the shop, and put her hand under the big bunk.

Cape, robe, pants, ****...... She threw them out one by one.

It seems that it is still Yilan Palace in the rainstorm that year, and she has also stripped off other people's clothes in front of the brazier in the abandoned palace, but this time it is much neater than that time, and it is good to have experience.

Sure that her clothes were almost ready, she grabbed the flask, removed the bandage, and poured the liquor into her palm, the liquor irritating the wound and she hissed in pain.

He opened his wounded palm and plunged into the big hole again.

When the palm touched the smooth and elastic skin under the big box, her face was irrepressibly red again, and she hesitated for a moment, but the abnormal temperature on her body made her quickly clean up her mind, and her palm was flat and gently rubbed it.

The cave fire was blazing, gradually warming, shining on the men and women beside the fire, his black hair was scattered and lay quietly, her pale and iron blue lips gradually flushed red, she half knelt in front of him, her eyes drooped slightly, she couldn't see her movements, only saw the big rain in a slight undulation, the surroundings were very quiet, only heard the wind and snow whistling, her forehead gradually sweated, and the fire was finely crystalline.

After a long time, Feng Zhiwei let out a long breath.

She followed the method of dredging the blood veins taught by Zong Chen, carefully rubbed and massaged all the meridians of his body, focusing on massaging near the old wound for a while, until half a pot of wine was about to run out, the body under the palm began to heat up, and the heart also resumed an orderly and powerful beat, she was finally sure that the danger had passed.

"It's okay." She muttered, wiped the sweat from her forehead, raised her palm to see, the wound was rubbed by this friction, rolled up and whitened, and there was a burst of heart-touching pain, she smiled bitterly, and said to herself: "The bento wine is sterilized......" slowly got up and put on his clothes one by one.

The **** under the palm of the hand is warm and smooth, no longer the previous cold stiff wood, you can feel the evenness of the muscles and bones, the fullness of the skin, the circulation of the powerful blood of the heart, and the beating of everything that belongs to life and not to death.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and sighed complicatedly.

When he checked the pulse again, sure enough, the pulse had stabilized, and in no more than an hour, he should be able to wake up, and the rest of the matter only needs to be well recuperated.

Feng Zhiwei looked at the sky, it was almost dawn, and someone would find him soon, and it would be a mistake to stay here any longer.

Picking him up again, he moved down the mountain like a heavy snow ball, and returned to the carriage, Feng Zhiwei closed the doors and windows, put on his own big hat, and placed Ning Yi on the seat.

She sat beside him, leaning down at him, her eyes lit up, and for a while, she gently pulled the corner of his clothes.

"I'm leaving, Ning Yi, wait for the person you answered, it should be here."

"I don't want you to remember my feelings, our entanglement is already so involved, there is really no need to add this one." She smiled faintly and unconsciously stroked his face, "Hate me, make up your mind to be my enemy, don't give me any more warmth, so that I can learn to hate you, let me not be stupid again to save you, so that I can not let you go when I have another chance." ”

Ning Yi didn't wake up, but his breathing seemed to be shorter, his face was slightly red, and his fingers scratched slightly in the void, as if he wanted to grab her hand again.

Feng Zhiwei slowly moved his hand away.

She turned her head.

The moment he turned his head, there was a drop of moist **** that fell on Ning Yi's vain palm.

Ning Yi subconsciously retracted his fingers, but the **** slowly disappeared in his skin and disappeared in an instant.

Feng Zhi tightened his back slightly, straightened his back, got out of the carriage, and with a whistle, Xiaobai ran over happily.

Feng Zhi touched its head lovingly, turned over on the horse, turned his back to the direction of the carriage, and whipped away.

The figure of the white-clothed white horse, like lightning, crossed the wilderness and disappeared into a gray snowstorm, like a lightning bolt that pierced the wind and clouds, leaving the silent carriage in the wind and snow again.

The woman on the horse, her black hair flying, quiet and cold like a statue, her eyes like a spar in the deep sea.

In a trance, many years ago, in the lecture hall of Qingming Academy, when his fingers left her throat, she once said:

"If you let me go today, one day, I will let you go again."

Commitment to be completed today.

At first, you thought it was a joke, but only I know it, and it is not false.

She was far away at the end of the snowstorm, and behind her, a horse also met the lonely carriage at the end of the snowstorm.

Immediately, the people were covered with snow, and they looked anxiously at the eaves, and when Huo Di saw the carriage, his eyes lit up, and he jumped off his horse, stumbled and ran to the carriage, because his steps were too fast, he tripped over the stones under the snow, and fell hard, and blood suddenly flowed from his palms.

She gritted her teeth and got up, tore off a piece of her sleeve and wrapped it in her palm, crawled over again, pulled the car door open, and then let out a joyful cheer.

"Your Highness is here!"

In the carriage, the sleeping man was finally awakened by this scream and slowly opened his eyes.

His lacquer-like eyes, after a moment of shaking and confusion, landed on the woman's cloth-wrapped palm.

Then a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.

I didn't have a clear memory in the coma before, and I was occasionally awake for a short period of time, and I only vaguely remembered that someone came and went, and I remember that my fingers touched the palm of the person's cloth bandage.

He cupped his forehead and asked the woman who was weeping with joy.

“…… You saved me? ”

The woman looked straight at him, at him with a glowing face in the gloomy carriage, at him who had been waiting for a long time and thinking about him.

After a long time, he replied resolutely:

"Yes."

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At the end of the nineteenth year of Changxi, the seventh prince was involved in the Longbei Tucun case, and His Majesty secretly ordered Ning Yi, the king of Chu, to go to Longbei to investigate, but he was ambushed by a killer, and the killer was captured afterwards, and the palace was escorted to the palace for personal trial by His Majesty.

This is just superficial news, a few words, no one understands the ambush and attack on that snowy night, no one knows the trapping and trapping of the princes that night, and no one dares to scrutinize, since someone has the audacity to assassinate the prince, why can't they do it neatly, but will be caught.

Maybe except for the people in the game, only Feng Zhiwei, who was riding through the mountain in a crazy carriage that night, understood that while the Seven Princes were besieging Ning Yi with death row prisoners and a large army, Ning Yi, who seemed to be single-handed, also mobilized the army, and waited in the mountain col not far away, the praying mantis caught the cicada, and the cicada flew behind the praying mantis.

The handling of this matter was also covered, except for a series of dispositions in the dark, the only change on the surface was that the Seventh Prince of the Supervising Army in front was quickly recalled to Beijing, and he would face the emperor's angry questioning, or some other punishment.

Compared to this big case that caused a secret discussion, there is one piece of news that seems insignificant.

The lord of Shengying County and the concubine of Shunyi should be recalled to Beijing.

This woman who lost her mother, brother and husband, Dijing has long forgotten it, and when she thinks of it at this time, it is just a "hard life" evaluation.

It is also this evaluation that makes the emperor who is not satisfied with his sons a rare sense of pity, people always have a pity for the ill-fated woman, he rewarded Feng Zhiwei with kindness, kind words to soothe, held palace banquets for her several times, and allowed her to enter and leave the palace at will.

Feng Zhiwei played by Feng Zhiwei is gentle and well-behaved, a standard lady, she doesn't dare to appear in front of the emperor too much, so as not to think of Wei Zhi, but she can't hinder the emperor's concern, and soon after returning to Beijing, she entered the palace several times.

This time she accompanied the emperor to talk again, and Emperor Tiansheng seemed to be in a good mood, and suddenly asked her: "I heard yesterday that the last time you returned to Beijing, you passed through Longbei, and you met the king of Chu on the road?" ”

Feng Zhiwei was shocked in his heart, and he pondered for a while before replying: "Yes, there is also a killer who caused a horse to be frightened." ”

"It is rumored in Beijing that you refused to save the King of Chu and abandoned him in a snow-sprinkling carriage that leaked wind, almost killing him, but there are any?" Emperor Tiansheng stared at her, his tone was very slow, and his eyes were heavy.

Feng Zhiwei was short and immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty." She bowed her head to the ground and said softly, "The courtiers were pretending to sleep in the car at the time, and they didn't know anything, but they saw that the king of Chu was suddenly thrown into the slave carriage, and the horses were frightened and galloped all the way, and the courtiers were frightened and didn't know what to do. What's more, the courtiers and widows live in ****, Dai Xiao's ominous body, lonely men and widows are alone in private, and they are also incompatible with the etiquette, in desperation, the courtiers had to abandon the car and go, thinking of meeting the government and then pointing them to save His Highness, but the courtiers don't know the road and lost their direction, and when the courtiers find the government, there is already news that His Highness has been saved, fortunately, His Royal Highness is auspicious and safe...... The courtiers are cowardly and selfish, please punish Your Majesty! ”

"Punish you for what you do." When Emperor Tiansheng heard the sentence "I don't know anything", his eyes eased, he smiled, and motioned for her to get up, "You are a woman, you have already been frightened by that situation, and I don't wonder you have anything, the next time you meet the King of Chu, remember to make amends." ”

"Yes." Feng Zhi lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"The sixth child is indeed auspicious." Emperor Tiansheng couldn't hear any joy in his words, "Fortunately, there is a person who is desperate for him, and he saved his life at a critical moment, and I was not happy to come...... Now it seems...... It's good. ”

He said vaguely, Feng Zhiwei was confused, and then saw Emperor Tiansheng take a big red bronzing booklet and flipped through it, and smiled behind the screen behind him: "What are you doing hiding there and not making a sound?" Don't you be thin-skinned when you talk about your happy events? Come out. ”

"Father and emperor make fun of his sons." A person turned out from behind the screen with a smile, Feng Zhiwei listened to the voice, and had already lowered his head quickly, Rao is head was lowered quickly, and he still felt that Ning Yi's eyes were almost like nails, and he nailed himself hard.

"You heard that." Emperor Tiansheng kindly pointed at Feng Zhiwei and said to Ning Yi, "The concubine is in trouble, don't hold a grudge, speaking of which, she can be regarded as helping you, it is not her carriage that took you to the foot of Longbei Mountain, and it can't achieve a good story of you and Yuluo saving each other in the snow, I heard that Jingzhong has made this into a story, what kind of virtuous king fell into the snow, and the daughter of the Qiu family rescued each other into a good fate, I listened, it was quite good." He laughed.

"Father made fun of it." Ning Yi half-sideways saluted Emperor Tiansheng, never looking at Feng Zhiwei out of the corner of his eyes, "Erchen naturally doesn't dare to hold a grudge against Concubine Shunyi." ”

Feng Zhi lowered his eyes slightly, slowly stepped forward to salute, and said sincerely: "Your Highness, at that time, the courtiers were shocked and scared, lost an inch, and failed to save Your Highness in time, and the crime deserves death......

"Why did the concubine say this?" Ning Yi was weak, his eyes were deep, "This king was just an old illness at the time, staying in that carriage, he would not lose his life if he was blown by the cold wind, and he could also refresh his mind, you are a weak woman, you have no power to restrain the chicken, and you are a widow ****, Dai Xiao's ominous body, lonely men and widows are alone in private, it is indeed incompatible with etiquette, abandon me, it is reasonable, how dare this king blame you?" There is no need to make amends. ”

Feng Zhiwei pursed his lips, only to feel that his throat was dry and hoarse, and he coughed lightly for a while, and said, "Your Highness is generous and elegant, and Zhiwei admires it." He sat back silently.

Ning Yi had already turned around, bowed down to take the big red bronzing booklet handed by Emperor Tiansheng, and Emperor Tiansheng smiled: "It's good to wait until you handle the happy event, and ask the Ministry of Rites to prepare well, be lively, and live up to the kindness of others." ”

Ning Yi smiled and responded, and Emperor Tiansheng said again: "When the time comes, I will give you the word, and I must always give the bride a decent ...... Zhiwei. ”

He suddenly called Feng Zhiwei, but Feng Zhiwei didn't react when he looked like a wanderer, Ning Yi looked at her quietly, and didn't remind, Emperor Tiansheng called for the third time, Feng Zhiwei was shocked "Ah", and hurriedly pleaded, "Your Majesty...... The courtiers are a little dizzy......"

"Then go back early and rest." Emperor Tiansheng looked at her kindly and said, "The day after tomorrow is the auspicious ceremony of the concubine of the King of Chu, I thought, you are still young, don't always be bored in the house, you should also move around more, and get a little bit of people's joy, not to mention that the bride is still your cousin, you should go to congratulate you on a glass of wine." ”

Feng Zhi raised his head slightly, and his autumn eyes swept over the faces of Emperor Tiansheng and Ning Yi, who were bending down slightly, personally presenting a bronzing wedding card with both hands.

The wedding card was bright red, like blood in the snow that night.

Feng Zhiwei slowly stretched out his hand and took the wedding card.

Said with a smile:

"Okay."

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I'm going to take the exam today.,National.,It's the same as the college entrance examination.,I actually have to answer the question sheet 2b pencil surveillance video of Shenma.,For a moment I thought I had traveled through ten years ago.,These two days were updated early.,But I'm sorry there's no two more.,Because this one is squeezed out.,It's good to find some time to endorse.,Well.,Every exam must pass.,It's a must.。